Longwave may be extravagantly coiffed and pals with The Strokes, but they’re aurally closer to fellow NYC overcoat rockers Interpol. Yet while Mancunian angst-rock is discernible, Longwave wisely mediate such touchstones with The Flaming Lips’ fractured wonderment and Radiohead’s imperious FX squalls. Epic but rarely overblown, the album is rich in nimble detail, shifty atmospherics and an aura of calm invincibility. The real trump card, though, comes with the songs: memorably melodic, plaintive and bigger than skyscrapers.